Neria - Part 1
The recent surge in noble births often leads people to mistaken assumptions, but the truth is that pregnancy itself is incredibly difficult regardless of one’s sex drive. Having two children who could be designated as heirs is already considered a lot, and it’s extremely rare for the family head to still be alive when their heir starts having children of their own. That was why the birth of an heir to the Boraeng family had been celebrated as a joyous occasion. However, having two potential heirs inevitably invites conflict. The Muller family was a prime example of that. Leoric Franz had called it a foolish affair, and while it rarely escalated to outright war, fierce competition to become the successor was far from uncommon.
Therefore, the phrase “full authority delegation” was an incredibly lethal move in any heir dispute. No matter how temporary the power was, handing it over to the second son instead of the eldest heir was clearly disadvantageous to Aidan Franz, the current successor. At the same time, it represented an enormous opportunity for the second son, Leoric Franz. Even if Aidan Franz were to return suddenly, everyone would still have to follow his younger brother’s orders. Refusing would risk not only the family’s honor but his own position as well.
Amelia Bachnia thought the same. This was a golden chance to become the successor. She wondered how this man, whose soul shone like the sun before her eyes, would move. And what she herself should do. She was pondering the events that would unfold from now on.
Blue Blood. As a member of the royal family, one of the noble ones who must remain cold and rational, she had to consider the future political landscape for herself, the Bachnia clan, and the entire Bachn Kingdom. At least until she could read the true intent hidden in the eyes of the man standing before her.
While those around him swore their loyalty, what she saw in his eyes was nothing but annoyance. Why was he so bothered by this? To Amelia Bachnia, he was an incomprehensible, peculiar man.
Full authority delegation.
It wasn’t a simple matter of merely standing in for a father who was currently absent.
“These are all the documents that have been on hold until now.”
“Wait a second…”
“You need to review everything from here to here.”
“Hold on…”
“The harvest season is approaching. How should we proceed?”
“No, that can wait until Father returns…”
“This is the business project that was underway. It was paused because of the war, but now is the time to resume it! If this project succeeds…”
“That’s not for me to decide, go talk to the people in charge of the business…”
“Leoric-nim. This time…”
“Leoric Acting Family Head-nim. It is an honor to meet you for the first…”
“Leoric-nim… Leoric Franz-nim… Franz-nim…”
-THUD!
“Uwaaaaaaaaaaah!”
My eyes snapped open. The damn ceiling came into view.
“Huk! Huk! Huk!”
It felt like I’d had a nightmare. Ah, right. It was just a dream. Hahahaha. Of course it was weird. There was no way I would suddenly be appointed as acting family head and given full authority over the entire family. Especially not a kid who had never once lived the life of a noble despite turning adult this year. Yeah. I’m just a kid. A kid with almost no connections to people from other families. Right. This was all a dream.
“Phew.”
My mind finally relaxed. Looking out the window, it still seemed like early morning. I should lie back down on this soft bed and sleep a little more. I closed my eyes, sinking into the warm sheets, ready to drift off again.
-BANG!
“Leoric-nim! A letter has arrived!”
“Uwaaaaaaaaaaah!”
“I don’t want to do this anymore!”
“Yes, yes.”
“Why the hell do I have to work like this in the first place? No, it’s not even work. Am I a slave or something? I’m a noble, a noble! Duties should be done in moderation. I only managed to fall asleep at dawn yesterday. What kind of noble life is this? This is slavery, pure slavery. Hell, even slaves would win a lawsuit if they were worked this hard. Aren’t basic human rights supposed to be protected? Who the hell tries to barge into the bathroom while I’m in there? Don’t tell me Father went off to war just to escape all this paperwork? Reading documents before breakfast, reading them while eating breakfast, and reading them even after. I’m literally just a cog in the machine. …A cog? Black company? Fuck… this… ugh, my head…!”
“Yes, Leoric-nim. Please calm down, calm down.”
-Pat, pat.
“Neriaaaaaaaaa!”
“Yes. Neria is right here.”
I buried my face into her soft breasts. Rubbing my face against Neria’s warm, comforting chest, I felt like crying. I held back the tears that threatened to spill at the maternal warmth she wrapped around me.
A week had passed since that day. There were way too many things to do in this damned Franz city. Come to think of it, it was strange that such a vast territory had so few workers. Damn it! So the people at the top suffer more in this system! What Blue Blood? Those Red Blood bastards should come here and try working themselves!
“At first there weren’t that many, but those bastards… the moment they decided I could actually do the work, they dumped every single postponed document on me. There’s no son of a bitch worse than those sons of bitches.”
“Hey! You can’t say things like that, Leoric-nim.”
“But Neria! Those guys keep coming without getting tired of it!”
I thrashed around in Neria’s arms. I had finally, finally finished all the work and earned a brief moment of rest. Even this was only truly brief. Once evening came, I’d have to come back out and work again. Neria made a troubled face at my behavior, but there was nothing I could do about it. If I didn’t do this, the stress would build up until I… until I…
“…feel like smashing everything to pieces.”
“Mmm, this is quite serious.”
Now I understood why it was dangerous for an individual to possess great power. Because with one impulsive decision, they could destroy everything. That must be why those in power fear heroes so much. But right now, I’m the one with that great power! And there’s no uncle here to tell me that with great power comes great responsibility.
That’s right! I’m the acting family head now! No one can stop me! I’m going to play!
There’s no one who can blame me right now no matter what I do!
“Uahahahahahaha! I’m the emperor! I’m the Grand Duke of the South!”
“…This is genuinely dangerous. There’s no helping it. Here, Leoric-nim.”
“Hm?”
The hand that had been patting my back stopped. Just as I tried to hug Neria tightly and urge her to continue, she began loosening the front of her dress.
“Ooh.”
“Yes, Leoric-nim.”
A sweet scent wafted from Neria’s body. The aroma of the sweet tea she brewed for me every day mixed with the natural fragrance of her body, creating a smell I could never grow tired of. More than that, my eyes were drawn to the round, full mounds before me.
“Breasts… breasts…”
“Yes, they are breasts.”
Beneath the loosened fabric, Neria’s plump breasts, wrapped in black underwear, came into view. As I stared blankly at her bra, Neria gently began lifting one side of it. The black bra slowly rose along with her hand. The breast it held followed upward as well, and just as the underside was fully exposed, the tip caught on something and stopped.
“These are the breasts that Leoric-nim likes so much.”
“I really like breasts…”
“Ahn…! Yes, right here.”
I pressed my face against the breast lifted by her bra. I buried my face between the soft, raised flesh. Neria’s sweet scent and the faint trace of sweat. Yet it was an addictive smell that made me want to keep inhaling.
“Sluuuuurp!”
“Ugh, this is still a little embarrassing. But if it’s for Leoric-nim…!”
I pressed my nose into the breast hovering above my face and breathed in deeply. The soft, warm flesh. While I was burying my face in her chest and savoring it, Neria shifted her body to adjust her posture.
“Still, I wish my breasts were a little bigger…”
“They’re plenty big at your size, Neria.”
I felt a bit healed. The stress was melting away. I remembered seeing photos on internet sites back in modern times that supposedly increased life expectancy, and they always featured breasts. That was correct. This deserved a Nobel Prize.
“Still, this position is a little uncomfortable.”
My mind grew peaceful. As I rubbed my cheek against Neria’s soft thigh, enjoying the texture, she leaned her upper body forward slightly and placed one completely bared breast directly over my face.
“Ah, ah…”
The symbol of maternal love. Her nipple appeared right before my eyes.
“Leoric-nim…”
Neria’s soft whisper echoed in my ear. Her sweetly murmuring voice was as seductive and sweet as a succubus. The nipple slowly approached and hovered just above my lips in a tantalizing position.
“Haaang… Leoric-nim’s breath is tickling my nipple. Can you feel it?”
“Yeah… Neria’s nipple is completely hard.”
“Th-that’s embarrassing… Ahem, ahem. Then, Leoric-nim.”
Every time Neria spoke, or perhaps on purpose, her nipple brushed against my lips, sending strange sensations through me. That bizarre feeling grew even more sensitive. While I was completely focused on her nipple, Neria’s hand gently stroked my chest before slowly moving downward.
“Hehe. You’re quite healthy.”
She lightly flicked the tip of my already rock-hard member with her finger.